You Found Me

Chapter 1

I was in the stands cheering along with three-fourths of my school's student body. It was the first football game of the season and we were winning. My boyfriend, Niall, was doing exceptionally well tonight, a great way to start his senior year. He had already got 3 touchdowns and it wasn't even halftime yet. Well, with the help of his team of course.

After winning the game, 52 to 21, the team was doing a victory huddle in the middle of the field. After the team dispersed everyone went their different ways. Some went to the locker rooms, some to their families, but Niall came to me. Well, he stood in the middle of the field talking with my best friend Harry. I walked up to Niall and tapped his shoulder and he turned. When he saw me he smiled. "Ayla," he whispered while smiling. He dropped his helmet and picked me up by the waist, I jumped onto him and, being proud of him, made out with him. His tongue slowly slipped into my mouth while I ran my fingers through his dirty blonde, almost brown, hair. We came back to reality when we heard someone clear their throat, it was Harry. "Mate, let's go change so we can leave." Harry said to Niall. Niall put me down, kissed my lips real fast, and said, "Be right back," and he jogged off. He stopped for a second and turned around, "I know you're staring at my ass, sweetheart. It's nice, isn't it?" He winked and all I could do was smile. I watched him as he ran off and I couldn't help but stare. The pads he wore made him look so big and muscular and his butt was definitely more defined. He does have a really REALLY nice ass.

When the two boys were done in the locker room they walked out together. When they finally got to where I was, I hugged Harry, "You did such a good job tonight, Harry! I'm so proud of you!" Harry was my best friend and at the same time like a brother. I loved him dearly and I really was very proud of how well he did. He's become one of the most important players to the team just over a few short years. He proudly responded, "Thanks, Ayla." I put my arm around him and he did the same; leaving Niall to walk by himself. I felt bad so I looked over at him but he was smiling, so I didn't feel as bad. I tried my best to spend time with both the boys, they both mean a great deal to me. The three of us walked to my car together.

"How about we chill at my place?" I asked the two boys while I turned the car on. They both quickly agreed. On Friday nights the three of us always hung out at my house. Sometimes my brother and his friends would be there too and the six of us would hang out. Sometimes we just sat and talked, sometimes smoked, maybe drink a little. Anything that could keep us entertained and that was fun.

On the car ride home Harry asked, "Do you think Louis was at the game tonight?" Louis is a senior, he's also the captain of the soccer team, and my brother's friend. Lately, Harry asked a lot about Louis, he seemed to be quite fond and good friends with Louis. "I don't know," I responded, "but I'm sure he's at my house tonight, ask him yourself." 3 minutes later we finally reached my house and what do you know, Louis was there.

I walked in the door to my house, put the keys down, and walked to the kitchen. Harry sat on the couch while Niall followed me to the kitchen.

I tried to reach onto the top shelf of my pantry to get the doritos down but I couldn't reach it. I sighed, "Niall, would you, please?" I said as I looked from him to the top shelf of the pantry where the desired doritos sit. He chuckled at me, "If, I can get a kiss after." I agreed to it and so he got the doritos down and I gave him his kiss. It, of course, turned into more than one kiss. He pushed me against the counter until I finally jumped onto it to sit comfortably. Even with sitting on the counter Niall was still a little taller than me. I giggled at him, "Come here." I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled his body towards me. I put my hands back on his warm cheeks and kissed him. God, he was so hot and did he know how to kiss. The way his smooth lips went against mine and how his tongue would swirl and move around in my mouth, but not too forcefully. He started to softly kiss my neck when suddenly my brother walked in, "WHOA, WHAT'S GOING ON!?" I looked at him with an annoyed expression, "Zayn, you're such a buzzkill sometimes." "Do you wanna hang out with Liam, Louis, and I?" He asked while he opened the fridge and got a soda out. "Sure, just gotta check with Harry."